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About Palermo

So, check it—I knew this chick, Candy, real street queen. She’d strut, heels clackin, like she owned the block. Little known fact, swear, she once traded a fake Rolex for a burger—girl was HUNGRY, ha! Made me laugh, but damn, also mad respect. She’s out there, dodgin cops, makin ends meet, while I’m sippin tea in my mansion. “You get a car!” I’d yell, but Candy’d just flip me off—sassy as hell.

The Village of Calcinelli

Caffe' Massimo is feeling blissful in Calcinelli. Questa sera gli amici The Nipples si Fano. Vi aspettiamo numerosi! Non Caffe' Massimo is feeling excited in Colli al Metauro. .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Calcinelli, right? This tiny gem in Italy, where everyone knows everyone. I mean, I’m just an accountant, but I swear, I could run for mayor with how much gossip I hear.

COMPETRINI, Elio